After lingering hesitantly for a while, Xiao Yu walked inside.
The hall was bustling, with musicians hired to play music. That must have been where the melody he had heard earlier came from.
In the spacious hall, many young people chatted and laughed in small groups, each evidently with their own circle.
Xiao Yu swept his gaze around and spotted many familiar faces.
There were people he had met at his celebration banquet last time: the Little Princess, Liu Ling, Nalan Yanran, and many descendants of powerful families. Ya Fei was among them too.
He watched the alluring woman, a smile playing on her face as she moved effortlessly among the crowd, chatting warmly with everyone.
Xiao Yu smiled. This woman's social skills were growing more polished by the day.
Then he began searching for his target. After looking around, he finally found him in a seat off to one side.
The young man wore a mask and a black Alchemist's robe, with a Second-Grade Badge on his chest.
Beside him, a narrow-eyed old man dressed in the Mittel Family's attire spoke to him from time to time.
His figure was familiar, but the boyishness he once had was gone, replaced by a much greater maturity. He must have experienced a great deal during his time away from Wutan City.
As a handsome young man with an air of uncommon refinement, Xiao Yu had drawn quite a few gazes the moment he entered.
The alluring woman, adept at reading people's expressions, soon noticed this.
Following the gazes of a few young women, she looked toward the entrance, where a man stood in flowing white robes.
He was radiant as the sun and moon held close to the heart, pure as a jade tree standing in the wind, solemn as a